Planting the garden
May. 20th, 2006 05:47 pmLater I take the girls back and we buy a few plants. Word of Marian and Brenna's coolness seems to travel before them, so other gardeners make a point of introducing themselves.
After lunch at Angel's Diner, we plant our garden plot. Marian and Brenna quickly grasp the importance of the bindweed problem, and with dedicated determination begin excavating bits I have so far missed. This process seems to please them.
Starting from seed: peas, beans, lettuce, carrots, spinach, dill, sweet marjoram, summer savory, and Blue Mist fragrant woodruff. I forget to plant the basil seed; will have to go back and do that tomorrow.
Plants: four varieties of heirloom tomato, sweet red and purple peppers, watermelon, borage and calendula from
bitterlawngnome's garden, Penstemon digitalis, Asclepias tuberosa and anise-hyssop.
At the after hours clinic, I settle down to knit for the usual 90-minute wait, but the nurse calls my name after five minutes. I thank her for hurrying me through this time. She is surprised to learn that I usually have to wait my turn. Dressing and packing a wound only requires a nurse's attention. They're not supposed to make me wait, she says. But what else can one do? At least I've done a lot of knitting this week.
The wound is progressing slowly. It has reduced from the size of a kidney bean to the head of a Q-tips. Since Thursday it has gone from red to pink. This time I get to skip two days and go back on Tuesday.
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Date: 2006-05-22 11:59 pm (UTC)Herb gardens are my favourite. Really, that's how I got my start as a teenager: with a small herb garden. My mother had never grown any herbs except chives and parsley, so I don't know why it appealed to me, but herbs have always been my first love in gardens.